Chapter 2 Bastien's crew had the place sealed tight , checking every corner . " No trace of Fox , sir ! " one guy barked . " Nothing here either ! " another chimed in . Bastien frowned . This was the last unsearched area , and the building's layout left no room to hide . ' So where is she ? ' he wondered . His sharp eyes zeroed in on Narissa's direction . " Who're those people ? " he asked , voice low and edgy . VIP lounge . Auction guests . Fox's stunt freaked ' em out , so they're crashing there for now , " a team member replied . Bastien's gaze locked onto a teenage girl hugged tight by a stunning woman in the crowd . He started toward them . " Commander Harlow ! " one of his crew barked . " We got a lead on Fox - spotted in the men's restroom on the west side ! " " Let's move ! " Bastien whipped around and bolted , vanishing into the chaos . Once he was gone , Narissa peeked out from the woman's arms . She couldn't believe it . She'd dodged Bastien's sweep that easily - no fight , no mess . ' But … a mom ? ' Narissa's lips curled into a sly grin . " Talk about family vibes I haven't felt in , what , over a decade ? ' " Honey , this is our Narissa ! " Amanda said , tugging Narissa toward a polished middle - aged man , her voice buzzing with excitement . " No doubt about it ! She's our girl's double ! Can't be anyone else ! " Hector matched her vibe , his eyes soft with concern as he looked at Narissa . He added , " Heard some hotshot thief crashed the auction . Narissa , kiddo , you okay ? Bet that scared the crap outta you . Don't worry - Mom and Dad's got your back . We're taking you home , safe and sound . " " Yeah , those goons looked rough . Let's not scare our girl more . Honey , we gotta get Cressida outta here quick , " Amanda urged . At the west Side men's room , Bastien and his team barged in , spotting it : a black velvet gown and some disguise gear - Fox's leftovers . " Fox is too damn slick ! Even changed her look ! " one of his guys growled . " What's next , sir ? " Bastien crouched , picking up the gown . A faint perfume mixed with a sweet , milky scent hit him . 1/5 12.02 Tue , Aug - Chapter 2 He knew that smell . His eyes widened . It was the girl in the white dress from the VIP lounge . " Son of a- ! " He'd been played . Again . His face darkened , eyes cold as ice . " Lock down that girl in the white dress from the VIP lounge . Now! " " On it ! " his crew replied . Too late . Narissa was already out the VIP exit with Hector and Amanda , headed for Rothialand's international airport . X +15 The Next Day , Narissa hadn't even touched down with the Evertons before her story blew up across Rothialand - especially in Sinney City's high - society crowd . The Evertons were the kind of family everyone gossiped about . Everyone knew they'd lost a daughter thirteen years back . Their eldest , Cressida , was a superstar - brains , talent , one named it . And now her long - lost twin , Narissa , was back . Talk about a bombshell . Reporters were all over it , but the Evertas kept things hush - hush , whisking Narissa to their massive estate without a peep . Inside the Everton mansion , it was a full house . Relatives - close and distant - packed the living room , circling Dario Everton like he was royalty . All eyes were glued to the door . When Narissa walked in with her parents , the room froze . Dozens of stares hit her like a spotlight , and she squinted , thrown off . She was used to working in the shadows - pulling heists , taking out marks , gone before anyone blinked . Being gawked at like this ? Not her scene . As soon as they stepped inside , Hector , her dad , practically tripped over himself to introduce her to the old guy in the crisp gray suit , gripping a cane like a scepter . " Dad , this is Narissa … " Hector's voice cracked . " She's had it tough out there . " If she hadn't been at that auction we went to , who knows when we'd have found her ? " He got all misty - eyed , then nudged her forward . " Narissa , come on , this is your grandpa . Say hi ! " It was clear Hector wasn't the one in charge - his dad Dario ran the show . Narissa , shaped by a life of solo missions , wasn't big on family . But she was curious enough to give it a shot . She opened her mouth to say " Grandpa , " but- 2/5 12:02 Tue , Aug 19 G - 100 % X +15 Chapter 2 " Enough ! " A cranky voice cut her off . Dario slammed his cane down , glaring at her like she was trash . " What's all this fuss over some nobody ? " Look at her ! No manners , no class . Take her out , and she'll drag the Everton name through the mud ! " Dario , who'd built the family from nothing , wasn't a fan of women . To him , they'd never stack up to men . His only pride ? Cressida . She was a rockstar - nailing everything from piano to punches , etiquette to sharpshooting . A real Everton heiress . Narissa ? Not so much , in his book . " Dad … " Hector mumbled , looking like he wanted to sink into the floor . Amanda was smoother . She grabbed Narissa's arm , steering things elsewhere . " Dad , she's just getting her bearings , " sh said . " But trust me - Narissa's Cressida's twin . She's gotta have that same fire , right ? " Amanda flashed a grin at Cressida . " You two were glued at the hip as kids . Bet you've got a ton to catch up on ! " Cressida , go chat with your sis . Narissa , say hi to your big sis ! " Narissa finally got a good look at her older sister . Eighteen , five - foot - five , poised like a queen . Cressida wore a chic floral dress from a hot designer's fall line , her twin pigtails framing a face that was almost Narissa's twin -nine - tenths identical , easy . Petite and charming, she screamed " rich girl " vibes . Narissa had seen her share of high - fliers worldwide , but here , Cressida was the one to beat . As Narissa checked her out , Cressida was doing the same . " Pfft , no way my sister's a freaking maid ! " Cressida scoffed , ducking behind their grandfather like he was a shield . " Mom , Dad , where'd you find this rando ? " Looks like me , so she's my sister now ? You even check her DNA ? " She smirked , arms crossed . " Bet she's scamming you ! Playing the poor cleaner girl ? I saw her face in some gossip rag - some rich dude's arm candy abroad ! " Her words hit like a punch . Dario's face turned stormy , and the maids and staff shot Narissa dirty looks . " Cressida ! " Amanda gasped , floored her polite daughter could be so nasty . " That's no way to talk about your sister ! Is this how we raised you ? " " Cressida ! " Hector snapped , glaring . " Say sorry to her . Now . " " I didn't say squat that's not true ! " Cressida whined , pouting . " Why am I the bad guy ? Look her up online , check her past abroad ! " The room went quiet , tension thick as fog . Then- 3/5 12:02 Tue , Aug 19 - 100 % X +15 Chapter 2 " Tch ! " A sharp , mocking voice cut in , laced with a laugh . " No proof , just running your mouth ? This the class of the Everton family's princess ? " " More like a trash - talking wannabe ! " Narissa shot back , her tone razor - sharp . " Gotta say , the Everton family's really something … or not . " Everyone's jaws dropped . Narissa was the new kid in this fancy family . Unlike Cressida , who could mouth off and get a slap on the wrist , Narissa was supposed to play nice , fit in . But calling Cressida a wannabe ? Trashing the Everton family ? They all thought she'd lost it . Dario lost it first . His eyes bulged . " Listen to this ! This is the girl you brought home ? Talking that trash ? Raised in the streets , no class at all ! " " Shameful ! " he roared , storming toward Narissa , cane raised like a club . " Fine ! I'll teach you the Everton family's rules myself ! We didn't get a second heiress - we got a damn delinquent ! " In a flash , he swung his cane at Narissa . Old or not , the guy was a former soldier - his swing was fast and mean . No dodging it unless he held back . One hit , and she'd be black - and - blue , laid up for weeks . Hector and Amanda went pale . " Dad ! " Hector shouted . " Dario , no- ! " Amanda followed . The staff froze , already picturing Narissa begging for mercy after the blow . But then- Just as the cane came down , Narissa raised a hand to her lips , pulling a dramatic mock gasp . Without looking up, she flicked her wrist - snap - and caught the cane mid - swing , her grip dead - on . With a lazy tug , she yanked it from him . Then , right there in front of everyone , she snapped the cane - thick as a baseball bat - in half with one easy twist . Crack ! The pieces hit the floor . " Whoops , forgot to mention , " Narissa said , her voice cold and sharp . " I've got a short fuse . And I hate people pointing crap at me - even my so - called grandpa ." She leaned in , eyes like ice . " Do it again , and it's not your cane I'll break . It'll be your neck ." The room went silent , every jaw on the floor . 4/5 12:02 Tue , Aug 19